Novels by Joshua Enya

The cobblestones groaned under the weight of giant feet. Memories long dead but never asleep. Soldiers ran the length of the inner courtyard, clanking in their amour and brandishing swords but they fought against a wraith, it danced and spun, always a step ahead. One moment here, the next gone as a sword slashed at the location, then the soldier would fall holding his neck and bleeding to the cold hungry cobblestones.The wind blew furiously into a gale, picking up dust and debris, impeding the soldiers' vision. South of the vale and world's end, the last elven fortress. Impenetrable for a thousand years. The land stood surrounded by the grey sea, unpassable and only connected to the northern mainland by the winding path, a narrow jut that was almost always submerged except in the middle seasons when the grey receded.The elven soldiers, graceful in their jet black sleek armor molded from their arts and strong as metal sto